To the End

What did I just see? Rouge was going down on Trish? Why is Trish even here? Well, I guess so Rouge could go down on her, but why? I thought Rouge was straight? And wasn't she sick? Am I going insane?

"Scarlet! Are you okay?" Elise's voice calls to me as she comes round the corner, reacting to the broken reaction on my face. "Did you walk in her touching herself again or something?" She asks with a puzzled expression as I move away from Rouge's door. That would have at least made sense...

The door opens behind me, allowing Rouge, now wearing her dress again, and a now robed Trish to emerge. Words don't come immediately, long enough for Elise's face to go from puzzled to surprised, then to holding back laughter.

"I erm... I did knock." I explain.

This results in a couple of moments more of silence. Then Elise breaks into laughter... Which sets off Trish... Suddenly I'm laughing too... And then Rouge can't hold it in either... We're stood in the hallway, after I just discovered my straight sister having sex with my bisexual friend, who I once tried to bang in a bathroom, while my girlfriend thought she was wanking. Come on. That's pretty funny isn't it?

"I... I'm gonna go get dressed." Trish decides, gesturing back to Rouge's room, before entering and closing the door.

"Yeah... I'm going to... Make up an excuse to go to your room." Elise adds, blankly. Thanks Moon, subtle.

Me and my sister pause for a moment, before I gesture towards the stairs, to which Rouge nods. We head down to the living room and sit on the sofa. This is awkward...

"So... Who's the lucky guy?" I repeat from earlier, badly trying to joke my way through the uncomfortable situation.

"Look..." Rouge begins. Her face looks a lot more serious than mine. "For the record, me and Trish, we're just fooling around, it's not romantic or anything... I'm sorry I didn't tell you." She admits. Well, that makes sense I guess, but it's not really explaining anything.

"So why didn't you?" I ask. "Were you scared I'd be upset you were bi or something?"

Rouge's eyes widen immediately. "Woah, woah, woah. I'm not bi. I had a particular itch, Trish just helps scratch it, I'm not attracted to any other women." She corrects me. "And... Honestly, I was scared to tell you, to tell anyone, and not just about this. I've always been an island, somewhere people visit, then leave. I've... recently realised how that means I've been avoiding telling you things, even when you trusted me with stuff. I was a hypocrite. I'm sorry."

I had no idea Rouge was feeling this way. She always seemed so untouchable, self-sustaining, I just assumed she never had problems. Stupid thought now that I look back.

"Why didn't you tell me you wanted to come out to Mum?" She asks me. The look in her eyes tells me this is something that's been weighing on her. "I wanted to help." She admits.

I guess I did kind of leave her out of the loop. "I dunno, I just... had this image of what coming out would entail, like Mum would decide if she loved me or not. Maybe I thought that if you were there she'd feel pressured, and I'd never know." I answer. I don't think even I realised that until now.

"We kinda fucked up the 'no more solo runs' idea, huh?" Rouge sighs. I feel bad, I've spent all this time living in blissful ignorance. Thinking about it that way, I'm glad she at least had Trish to talk to. I know how to fix it. I raise my hand and stick out my little finger.

"It's because we didn't pinkie swear." I decide. Rouge's face goes from confused to looking at me like I'm insane. "I mean it, from now on, no secrets... Within reason anyway." I add.

My sister looks at my hand for a moment before answering. "Fuck reason." Okay, I don't know what that means. "I want all the secrets, even if it's weird for me to know. And I want you to know mine." She adds, before wrapping her little finger around mine.

I'm not sure what that means either. "So... You want to know stuff?" I inquire, Rouge's face has shifted from confusion to determination.

"Look, we did this before and we went right back to barely talking. Tell me everything. Literally, everything. I'll start. I've been having sex with Trish, and it's genuinely been better than anything I've had before." She states confidently. Wow, everything, huh? That's a lot. Wait, better than any of the guys?

"Like, the absolute best? You sure you're straight?" I ask.

"Hundred per cent. She's just very talented." Rouge clarifies. "Come on, you go."

I rack my brain trying to think of something to offer. Aah... I know one thing.

"Me and Elise were having sex at her place, and her mum walked in." I tell her, trying not to laugh. "Then I stayed for dinner, and her dad gave me Cognac." I add, giggles now escaping my lips.

Rouge's face is half surprise, half awestruck. "What, he was like, 'Thank you for fucking my daughter, here's booze' or something?" She asks.

"Oh no, he set up an elaborate ploy to scare me into think he was some mafioso, and it worked, until I blurted out exactly how long it'd been since we first had sex... He found that too funny to keep up the ruse." I explain.

"You're fucking with me!" Rouge exclaims, her grin is so... Innocent, like she's in a brave new world.

"So... This deal with Trish... How exactly do you feel about her?" I indulge my curiosity.

"Oh, we're just friends, that's true, but I guess when you add sex you always end up closer for better or worse, in our case for the better." She admits. "I do worry she might get too into it though, there's been no signs, but I don't want to hurt her... Well, not in that way." She adds with a smirk. That's suggestive...

Should I ask? It feels like we're just throwing away boundaries, so, why not? "So, you guys... Spank each other or something?"

Rouge's smirk grows wider. "Or something. She's weirdly good at dirty talk, I've never been into being called names, but fuck... Oh yeah, that too, the butt fucking, never knew how that felt, she may have rendered me **** from pleasure at one point." She rambles.

I don't know if I needed this much information... But I like that Rouge shared it with me. Maybe I have been closed off, surely if there's anyone I can trust with this stuff, it's Rouge. In fact, I know it is, because I decided that at the party... I'm pretty stupid sometimes.

"It's weird hearing how intense it is for you two. Me and Elise, it's more passion, like, I wouldn't think to stop and get toys or something." I respond timidly. It's hard to talk about this stuff. Rouge is even braver than I thought.

"That's because you're both wallflowers, and you like each other, me and Trish is just physical. Me and her fuck, you and Elise 'make love' or whatever euphemism you prefer." She explains. Huh. That makes a lot of sense actually. Maybe that's why Elise wanted to introduce the bet. To **** us to try different things. "I'm glad we're doing this... Talking I mean, not the crazy amount of sex with other women. Though, that too."

I can't help but laugh. "We should head back upstairs, those two will think we've killed each other."

"Based on the string of walking in on people, it's 50/50 they've forgotten about us and we'll find them fucking each other." Rouge jokes, getting up form the sofa. Wow... That thought shouldn't excite me... At least it's not in a hot tub this time. We ascend the stairs to find Trish and Elise chatting while leaning against the wall of the hallway. Elise's eyes are happy to see me, Trish's look scared.

"So Trish, about sleeping with my sister." I state aggressively. Her face falls agasp, unsure how to answer. "Good job, I guess." I continue, with a laugh. Thanks William, turns out it's more fun on this side of that trick.

"Ha ha..." She answers sarcastically. "Well, if you're sorted, I'm already late for work. After not sleeping. Today's gonna suck..." She adds as she begins to head towards the stairs. "I'll talk to you lot when I wake up."

Rouge groans as well. "Yeah, I need sleep too, if you two are gonna fuck do it quietly, yeah?" She mumbles as she retreats to her room.

I turn to Elise, her face is equally tired. Pretty sure we were gonna have a nap before this all kicked off. "Want to cuddle until we fall asleep?" I ask nonchalantly. The smile tells me that's a good idea.

Tomorrow's a new day.